Mena.

April 10, Ironton.

Same lot as last year - memories of Dylan playing flechero with Casey and Natalie as they parked behind us, arriving late after Casey's truck broke down. We're stuck in the back and can't leave the lot so we won't be able to go back to the café where Dylan broke a pottery and they didn't charge us for it, or go see the house of my dreams downtown, as planned.
After a night of violent storms there were the usual excavation this morning. All hail four-by-four transmissions.
Also, in the news this morning, I learnt that the town of Mena in Arkansas was hit by a tornado last night; three people were killed and the town badly damaged. We played Mena last year just a few days after another small town in Arkansas where similarly violent storms and tornado warnings kept us up all night.